My plan is to write a couple more chapters and then write a few "one-shots" with the Gibbs & Debbie pairing.
This story takes place in July, by the way. (the weather in D.C isn't so warm right now) ;)

*Chapter 3 will be much longer, so it will be a while. I'll do best best to update asap...for those of you who are still interested. Feel free to review it if you like it. :)

Rated: PG-13

CHAPTER 2: The Tour

As soon as he walked through her doors, he was blown away by her remarkable foyer. She had beautiful slated floors that heated up, large wooden beam ceilings. The walls were painted with warm earth tone colors. Her house resembled that of a ski lodge. She had a beautiful spiral staircase with custom iron railings.

"Wow, Debbie. This house is amazing, you're a lucky lady." He said with his eyes still roaming the place.

"Thank you. I do have to show you the kitchen, it was the one of the main reasons why I bought this house." she said.

"How many square feet is this house?" He asked as they walked into her kitchen.

"It's 3,800 square feet, three bedrooms, three full baths, one half bath, two levels, no basement unfortunately." She said winking at him.
"So here is the kitchen. It has dark oak cabinets, state of the art stainless steel appliances, a built in microwave, granite counters, and a big island with a sink in it." She said with a cute smile.

His eyes noticed her main sink by the refrigerator, "Look at that stainless steal sink, both wide and deep. You could wash a horse in it, and the size of your island sink is bigger than my sink at home." He said with amazement.

"The thing I like about this kitchen is how big and spacious it is. It has a lot of counter space and storage, and it also has a section of tall counters for bar seating." She spoke with excitement.

All of a sudden, something on the floor under the bottom lip of the cabinets caught his attention. "What is this?" he said pointing and squatting down to it.

She stood there for a brief moment staring at his gorgeous squatting ass, and noticed that she couldn't see the waistband of his undies. (Is he going commando? God if only his shorts were a little looser) she wished. He looked up at her and cleared his throat, interrupting her lustful gaze. "Oh yes...that's a vacuum." She said blushing. "If you slide the switch, the suction comes on. You can sweep dirt into it. Makes cleaning a lot easier and quicker."

"Where does all the dirt go?" He said, sounding as if he just watched a magic trick.

"The house has a central vacuum system that's built into the walls. There's multiple vacuum hose outlets throughout the house. The vacuum has a long skinny hose that connects to those custom outlets, you can hear the dirt traveling through the hose and into the walls. It's kinda neat. All the dirt eventually ends up inside a big container in the garage. It's a great invention." She said sounding borderline nerdy.

"Incredible. What a smart house." He said standing back up. "What about your backyard? You have one of the biggest lots in this neighborhood." He stated.

"It's through the sliding doors in the living room." She said following behind him. Her eyes fixated on the back of his neck causing her mouth to salivate. (Gosh, I wanna sink my teeth into his neck and suck him good. Oh my god I sound like a vampire.) Her eyes continued down his firm back and ogled his cute butt.(...and I would love to see that mighty fine ass without clothes on, what a GREAT butt.) she thought, licking her lips as he was taking in the sight of her backyard.

"Wow. A beautiful backyard to go with a beautiful house. It's got a lighted pool, hot tub, and coy pond, how nice." He said with a big smile.

"I like that the backyard has a colorful landscape design. It's not all green scrubs. There's plants that bloom in winter, so I'll have color all year long." she said sounding happy. "Do you want to see the upstairs?" she questioned.

"Of course I do." he replied with a smile that make her heart flutter.

Walking up the stairs gave him a good opportunity to check her out. His eyes stared at her tight ass and then lingered down to her firm thighs and calves.(Oh to have those sexy legs wrapped around me.) he thought to himself. He was impressed with how physically fit she was. It wasn't like her neck was wider than her head, she looked very feminine and had a beautiful slender body. (I bet you look stunning in a bikini, or even better, naked) He fantasized.

When they reached the top of the stairs she led him down the hall and showed him the two big bedrooms that each had their own bathroom suites and walk-in closets. "This is a lot of house for one person." he said amazed.

"It is, I don't mind either. I've never lived in a big house prior to this one." she responded as they headed back downstairs.

As she followed behind him out to the front porch, she quickly re-adjusted her tight tank top, purposely pulling the front part down, now exposing quite a dangerous amount of cleavage. She wanted him to notice she wasn't wearing a bra. She seriously considered a deliberate wardrobe malfunction, but decided to be a somewhat decent. He turned around to thank her and was stopped dead in his tracks. His eyes zeroed in on her breasts then back up her neck, to her face. His mouth went dry, his heart started racing, and a blush surfaced on his cheeks. He cleared his throat, "Well um, thank you for showing me your house. I can only imagine what it will look like when it's fully furnished." he said, trying his best to keep his eyes focused on hers.

Her eyes lit up when she noticed the rosy blush on his cheeks, she couldn't help but to ask him out. "So, what are your plans for tomorrow?" she said eyeing him up and down.

"I plan on finishing the porch railing. It shouldn't take me too long, just as long as I don't have any more distractions." he said winking at her.

"I'm distracting you?" She questioned innocently.

"Well you are the one that came over to flirt. Right?" He said smirking and raising his eyebrows.

She felt herself blush. "Hm. Then why did you ask for a tour? You can't blame me after you invited yourself inside my house." She said getting all defensive.

He chuckled at how defensive she got. "Easy, I was just giving you a hard time. I don't mind the company. (or the view) he thought. "It's nice to talk with someone outside the office."

"No wife? ...Girlfriend?" She asked, inwardly anticipating a no.

"Been there done that. I've been married 4 times and divorced 3 times, and a few relationships in between." He said sounding amused by her question.

"Divorced 3 times?" she repeated.

"Yup, first wife and daughter were killed in a car accident, guess the rest is history." He said candidly.

She cupped her mouth in total shock. "I'm so sorry to hear that. Sorry for reminding you." She said apologetically.

"Don't worry about it, but thank you." He said in a soothing voice. There was a brief moment of silence between them.

"Well um...if you don't mind, I can help you finish your porch tomorrow." She said breaking the silence.

"I don't mind. You know how to use a hammer right?" He smiled

"It's been a while, I'll catch on quickly. I may be blonde, but I'm not stupid." she teased. "However, I was hoping afterwards we could go do something fun together."

"Building IS fun." He emphasized.

"I mean, something entertaining for BOTH of us, something with less physical work, not that I mind the work. I was thinking, maybe touring D.C. I have yet to see the memorials up close and personal, let alone the rest of the historical city. " she said, hoping he would comply.

"Why not. It's been a while since I've stopped to looked around." He said unable to resist her charm.

They walked back to his front porch to finish their burritos that she has gotten earlier. To her dismay, he grabbed his blue tank top on his work bench and pulled it back on. She watched his muscles flex as he slipped into it, (…I want that chest pinning me to my bed sometime…soon).

"Jethro, do you want me to help you right now? I don't have any plans for the rest of the day." She asked finishing the last bite of her burrito.

"Ya, that would save me some time. Thanks for offering." He said eyeing her.

"What do you want me to do?" she asked.

(You can take your clothes off and start sucking my dick) He instantly thought.
"If you want to start putting the scraps of wood in a pile inside my garage on top of the blue tarp, that would be great. I plan to use it for firewood later in the year."

"So what time are you are you wanting to start tomorrow?"

"I was thinking about 8 am. That's not too early is it?" He asked.

"Nope, I'm usually up by 6 am every morning."

They spent the next hour and a half tearing down and prepping his porch for tomorrow.

That night, she was lying in bed thinking about the events earlier that day; realizing they had a few things in common, and how much she really enjoyed being around him. She smiled to herself recalling the stunt she pulled with her tank top and his adorable reaction to it. "Priceless." she chuckled. She grabbed her iPhone from her bedside table and looked at tomorrows weather forecast.
"Jeez. 95 degrees by 3pm with 70% humidity! Gonna need lots of water, and a skimpy outfit to wear for Jethro." she said to herself.
Then she found the photo she took of Gibbs earlier, she starred at it and began to fantasize about all different kinds of things like; what he'd look like naked, what it would be like to kiss his sexy lips, whether or not he's a good kisser, does he kiss with tongue, what he's like in bed, how big his penis is, does he sleep naked, was he even wearing underwear today? Boy, she wished she could be a fly on his wall…in his bathroom. The more she thought about him, the more anxious she was to see him again and turn up the heat some more.

At Gibbs' place, he was laying on his couch wearing only a pair of dark blue boxers. His throbbing erection was making it very difficult for him to fall asleep. "Damn it Deb." He grumbled as he rubbed is painful erection through his boxers. He looked inside the front of his boxers; "You're gonna behave yourself tomorrow, don't embarrass me." he said to his love muscle.

To be continued…

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